- Clarence, the kitty. Mom's college cat. Half the time thought he was a statue in our front window.
- Peter my rabbit. We had to give this one up when Michael was born. Stupid asthma.
- Various mice - they didn't have names, it was my bro's science experiment, Mom wanted them OUT of the house, they lasted for 3 months?
- All the fish I ever had - I won a fish in 1st grade, and it lived for atleast five years. Then, when I was 16, I thought it was really catchy that my last name was "Fisher" and asked everyone for a fish for my birthday so I could start an aquarium (WHAT THE HELL) and I got two - a beta fish and another goldfish from Carl. The goldfish died within 24 hours. Rude. The beta ended up killing itself within that summer.
- Maggie our childhood golden retriever. She was beautiful.
- Magic the black cat. This one lasted for two or three years, and he was the perfect baby cat.
- Milo was the Magic replacement. Lasted maybe two weeks. Mom was a mess about the dead cats. Dad said no more cats. Rude.
- Annie the golden retriever. Got her around my 16th Birthday, was the best and most beautiful dog, died of cancer last summer. We all were really upset.
- Ellie our current black pug we rescued from abuse. Dad said we were absolutely not keeping this ugly dog, and we all fell in love with the cutest wounded animal after six hours, that we had to keep her.
- Oliver our current tabby cat. My mom got him when I left for college. He looks just like me (redhead, precious, etc.) and he's MY cat. He's an angel, and a housecat, that doesn't go outside ever, so that solves the dead cat issue my father had. He's still a baby, and too perfect for words.
- Nala our current boxer. She's a baby! And sometimes a mess.
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